Icicles

Out my window I see a very large icicle, dripping.  It will likely be gone in a couple of hours, for today – the temp is heading to 40.  But it is winter here in the heartland and tonight it will get cold enough to freeze drips, turning them back into icicles. Icicles remind meContinue reading “Icicles”

Questioning Pieces

Moments create life.  Some are harsh realities, others are joyful attributes, but all consume our living spaces, the air we breathe, our thoughts and feelings, actions and attempts, whether we succeed or fail – all depends on the foundation on which we stand.  Is yours on sand or concrete? We are not hopeless.  We deserveContinue reading “Questioning Pieces”